Under normal circumstances, if a living being obtained an alien Legacy, standing out in the current environment would be no challenge.
With a little cultivation, they could gain a voice of their own, backed by a great power from the stars that others feared to cross.
With advantages like these, there was plenty they could do on Earth. They might even carve out territory and prepare for the Alien Factions' arrival.
And once the second upheaval of heaven and earth began in earnest and the snow and ice receded, masses of Exotic Flowers and Fruits would appear.
The great mountains would awaken further, revealing things of irresistible allure.
With the great powers unable to descend in force, they could cultivate a strong representative to roam the world in their stead and harvest mutant fruits.
The rare flowers and mutant fruits alone would more than make up for the inheritances they had scattered.
After all, how could a Legacy tossed out by aliens as bait contain truly profound arts?
Even the Breathing Methods were common stock—no, common stock among the stars—and only included their first one or two levels.
For the great powers among the stars, giving away inheritances like these cost them nothing.
But that was only under normal circumstances, when the Alien Factions could get their way and everything unfolded as they expected.
The problem was, could Earth's current situation be called normal?
The usefulness of finding a representative had been drastically reduced for these powers among the stars, perhaps to almost nothing.
They might as well ask Chu Feng to represent them. They would probably lose both the bait and the catch, but at least they could strut around for a while.
Neither Meng Chuan nor Monster Yaoyao intended to interfere, however.
For one thing, this was a